Practice begins with immortality

The wilderness is a desolate place with no human habitation. This is where Wang Bai is standing at the moment.

"Breaking through the Golden Core stage of the Body Refining Core will inevitably cause a huge commotion. In this original world, even with a concealed formation, it would be difficult to avoid detection," Wang Bai pondered, ultimately deciding to break through in the Wilderness Realm. After all, most people in the Wilderness Realm are physical cultivators, and they don't have a legacy of formations. Setting up a formation here would be nearly impossible for others to detect.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Bai took out the jade bottle and swallowed the drop of scarlet-gold blood without hesitation. Instantly, a wild aura gushed out of his body. At the same time, Wang Bai's body began to emit waves of sounds like the lapping of a river.

An hour later, a golden-red phantom of a river of blood and energy appeared around Wang Bai. This phantom hovered around him like a physical entity, emitting a powerful and majestic aura.

As time passed, the red-gold river began to flow slowly, as if it had come to life. It gradually approached Wang Bo's body, and eventually merged completely with it. Every drop of the river seemed to be absorbed into Wang Bo's body, becoming one with him.

Six hours passed, and the red-gold river finally completely merged into Wang Bai's body. At this moment, Wang Bai exuded a breathtaking aura, as if he had transcended the realm of mortals and become a truly powerful being.

"Body Refining Golden Elixir, complete!" Wang Bai suddenly opened his eyes and let out a deep roar. His voice was like a storm, sweeping around and shaking the entire space. With this roar, a violent wind suddenly emerged from him, blowing everything around him to the ground.

At the same time, Wang Bai's mind also sank into a mysterious place. This place was filled with strange and mysterious powers, which made people feel extremely shocked. There, Wang Bai saw a huge Cyclops. Its single eye emitted a black light. Wherever the black light passed, the souls of all living things were completely obliterated.

"Innate magical power, Soul-devouring Demonic Light." A burst of information entered his mind, letting him know about this magical power. Wang Bai was very surprised. This magical power could destroy and devour souls. Afterwards, Wang Bai's soul gradually withdrew from the mysterious place.

After feeling his own strength, Wang Bai packed up everything and returned to the Weeping Soul Tribe.

Elsewhere, in the spacious courtyard of Hun Qiankun's residence, a handsome young man danced in the sunlight, wielding a sharp sword. His movements were fluid and powerful, each strike carrying a fierce aura that seemed to rip the air apart.

"Good!" The old man watching from the side couldn't help but cheered: "Yun'er, your swordsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite."

This young man was Hun Moyun. His eyes were fixed on the knife in his hand, as if he had become one with it. He smiled slightly at his grandfather's praise, but did not stop what he was doing.

"Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa. I will continue to work hard."

"Well, your swordsmanship has reached perfection." Hun Qiankun nodded with satisfaction, a flicker of relief in his eyes. His grandson's talent was truly astonishing, almost comparable to that of his son, Hun Yuanjue. He secretly rejoiced at having such an outstanding grandson and decided to train him well. To this end, he secretly obtained the blood essence of the Golden-Winged Eagle. Once Hun Moyun reached the top level of general, he would be able to use the blood essence of the king beast and break through to the king level.

"However, Yun'er, you can't let your guard down," Hun Qiankun warned. "Although your swordsmanship has reached a high level, combat skills and experience are equally important. You need to constantly hone yourself to become a truly powerful warrior."

"I understand, grandpa." Hun Moyun nodded solemnly.

However, as they were talking, Hun Qiankun suddenly sensed a powerful, wild aura coming from afar. This aura was filled with majesty, and it made people feel awe.

"Grandpa, this is..." Hun Moyun noticed the change in his grandfather's expression and asked in confusion.

"Yun'er, hide quickly!" Hun Qiankun's face changed, and he hurriedly said to Hun Moyun, "There may be a strong enemy attacking. Hide somewhere safe first."

After saying this, Hun Qiankun flashed and instantly appeared above the Xuanhun tribe. He stared into the distance with a solemn gaze, secretly alert in his heart.

"I don't know which king has come to visit. If I have offended you in any way, please point it out and I will definitely make compensation." Hun Qiankun said loudly.

"Soul Clan Master, it's me." A deep voice rang out, and then a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Hun Qiankun. It was Wang Bai, who exuded a powerful and barbaric aura that was suffocating.

"Brother Wang?!" Hun Qiankun looked at the person in front of him in surprise. He didn't expect it to be Wang Bai.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's talk downstairs." Wang Bai said calmly.

Hun Qiankun nodded, and the two of them landed on the ground together and walked into a room.